"Delicious?" He frowned. How could he drink this mixed junk food?
"It's delicious. This is my summer happiness." Fu Jiaojiao exhaled, her eyes narrowed to a slit.
"Drink less iced milk, it's bad for your health." Jin Lihan was silent for a moment, but still couldn't help but remind her.
I'm in excruciating pain every month, but I don't take care of my body. I'm just taking advantage of my youth to commit suicide.
[He looks like an old man. I might have thought he was my dad!]
【I just drink, a little bit. 】
After listening to her inner thoughts, Jin Lihan said no more and just ate noodles silently.
The noodles have a home-cooked taste, not as good as those in restaurants like Yu Ming Fang, but they have a home-cooked taste.
"It seems that my cooking skills are pretty good." Fu Jiaojiao saw that he finished the bowl of noodles, and the smile on her face became even wider.
[This is a chef-like skill. Even this picky boss didn't say anything. Who else would say anything?!]
Jin Lihan shook his head helplessly. He gave her some pigment and started a dyeing factory.
"Not delicious?" She was a little skeptical when she saw Jin Lihan shaking his head. Was he doing it to save her face?
"generally."
Fu Jiaojiao curled her lips, lowered her head and ignored him.
[If it doesn't taste good, don't eat it. No one's forcing you to do it. Next time I cook you a midnight snack, I'll be a dog.]
"It's delicious, don't think too much."
Jin Lihan stood up, rubbed her head, and put the dishes into the kitchen.
Fu Jiaojiao stared at him blankly, then touched her head unconsciously.
What's wrong with him?
"Sir, why are you ruffling my hair? I'm twenty-three, not three."
It looks like a doting look, but it's not right!
Jin Lihan put down the bowl and turned around, "You're twenty-three, but do you have the IQ of a three-year-old?"
Fu Jiaojiao bit her lip and glared, "You are not even three years old, and your whole family is not even three years old."
But at least she doesn't have an airport chest, otherwise her figure would be criticized.
Jin Lihan rolled his eyes inadvertently. Doesn't this mean that she should be included in his whole family?
Isn't this scolding herself?
He looked Fu Jiaojiao up and down and said slowly, "It's been three years. Tell me what your strengths are!"
Fu Jiaojiao noticed his gaze and puffed out her chest, "Doesn't that count?"
[Isn't it just my face that makes you like me? What other advantages does that have?!]
[Aren't being able to slack off and interrupt others a virtue? You really have no vision.]
"I mean, what else can you do? You can't be a personal secretary for the rest of your life!" Jin Lihan held his forehead with his hand, looking helpless.
Fu Jiaojiao lowered her head and thought carefully.
【I can write a crappy novel! There are countless fans following my novel! 】
However, this talent should still be kept hidden and not shared with outsiders.
"No, it's okay as long as I have the face. Does the sir want to change someone?" Fu Jiaojiao said rationally.
With tens of millions in breakup fees, what else do you need to have?
"Forget it. Stop being so ridiculous. If you don't sleep now, do you want to go to work tomorrow?"
You're so energetic now, you probably don't need any extra rest.
"Ouch, my legs hurt and I can't walk anymore..."
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